Anja Amelia's Happy Ending Massage Gone Wild

You were already lying on the massage bed when I walked in — red dress tight against my curves, heels clicking softly, eyes locked on your naked body.

I didn’t say a word.

I just let the dress fall… slowly… revealing oiled skin, soft tits, and a body made to melt into yours.

Climbing over you, I slid my curves across your chest, full body-to-body, slick and warm. My tits pressed into you with every movement, every breath.

Then my hand found your cock — hot oil, slow strokes, watching you twitch under me.

But I wanted more.

I took you deep into my mouth — wet, messy, gagging, worshipping every inch — before I climbed on top and rode you hard.

First in cowgirl, watching your eyes.

Then reverse, bouncing my ass on your cock while you moaned uncontrollably.

When I felt you getting close, I stroked you slow, tight, and gave you the countdown:

3… 2… 1…

You came all over my oily hand — body shaking, breath gone.

Best. Massage. Ever.